Mother's Day

Mother's Day Photo

From the Vault: Circa 1985

Granny Dodie, Seester Sue (10), Mum (38), Me (12).

First of note. My mother is one year older than I am right now in this photo. It astonishes me.

This is me looking at Fin the way Mum is looking at Sue (Above).

My Grandma Dodie is my dad's mom. Her birthday is May 14th which usually coincided with Mother's Day. This ticked Gran off to no end. She really did not like to have to share her birthday. She felt ripped off and made no bones about letting us know it in her wonderful sarcastic way! She was usually a good sport and enjoyed all of our outing except the time Dad took us all to the symphony. The pianist stopped playing to tell us audience to; "STOP MOVING IN YOUR CREAKY CHAIRS! I CANNOT PLAY WITH ALL YOUR NOISE!" Gran waited the perfect comedic beat and as the pianist began playing again she leaned heavily into her cane and readjusted her body in the chair. She looked at me winked and then did it again. She then gave one of her closed horse lipped laughs that she was famous for. Dad gave us the evil eye or as he calls it the hairy eyeball. We settled down. I spent the rest of the symphony wishing for Gran to wiggle in her seat again. You're not still wondering where I get my piss and vinegar from are you?

Mom also hated when Mother' day landed on Gran's birthday because then she, also, had to share it. The BIRTHday detracting from the MOTHER's day. It's kind of chicken and egg don't you think? I personally don't want to make a great big deal over Mother's Day. I'll be happy if Fin wants to draw a picture for me, make a macaroni necklace which I will wear so proudly or make me toast in bed. But, none of those things are nearly as important to me as the privilege I have of being her mother. She is a wonder and I love spending every day with her. For me everyday is mother's day.

The best part of being a mom is waking up every morning to this kind of joy:

Fin 12 months old.

Happy Mother's Day ...

The Log Farm & Nature Walk in Ottawa

The Log Farm

This is the Log Farm in Ottawa (Nepean). It stands rustic and beautiful amongst the fields in between Cedarview Road and the 416. It's an awesome little farm.

The horse, sheep, pot bellied pig, goat and chickens roam the property and are well socialized. A little girl came running out of the hen houses calling her daddy to come see what she had. She was super delighted to find a newly laid egg. "It's still warm," she says to me, holding it out for me to touch. The egg and our breakfast were the ONLY WARM things out on the farm that day - man it was cold! Minus 8 degree Celsius. FREEEEEEEZING!

Finley and her cousin Aaron looking at the Sheep.

The Lone Star catered a pancake breakfast with fresh maple syrup from the Log Farm Sugar Bush. Juice, coffee, hot chocolate, scrambled eggs, sausages, and all the pancakes you could eat for $6.00 per person. We wanted to get out to the sugar bush but the field road out there was a bog and we were not equipped with hip waders or the desire to put our muddy feet in the car for the short ride home. We did dig into the pancakes though -YUMMO!

Nature Walking

Same neck of the woods on The Beaver Trail (insert your own jokes here) off Cedarview Road, not a week later than the Log Farm visit, the weather was at plus 28 degrees Celsius! We walked, ran, and sat down all the way through the forest to feed the chickadees and nuthatch from our hands. Only in the good weather they weren't so much interested in feeding as frolicking and mating! Wacka -Wacka! And we lost our bag of birdseed somewhere on the trail about 10 minutes into the walk. Ha ha.

Seester Sue, Fin & Aaron

Aaron and Moi!

Finley checking out the moss.

These are a couple of things my seester and I got up to while we visited in Ottawa, Ontario Canada. It's my home town and it's super fun to visit the places our parents took us with our own children.